Minggu, 27 Oktober 2013

selamat hari senin

a sipped of hot strong brought me tears

Zipped

How hard it is for one to shut their mouth?
What is the bottom temperature for a cold cold heart?
Rip it, stomp it in your feet.
It's a clear statement.
I don't have any.

Fairy tale.
I'm the pollo loco.
I'm gonna drink the cuervo straight through the bottom of it.
Hit me hard.
I don't think I want another day.

Rest in peace.
I thought my father was a diabetic, appearantly he was blind too.

Rabu, 02 Oktober 2013

Once it's amused me, now it's disgust me.
Why can't people just go if they don't have any other reasons to stay?

I always been naively thought if you're staying then you want to work it out.

I just wish I knew it earlier, so I don't misinterpret my head.
Indeed, I know I'm the one who have the problem.